french fries & hillsong

I am the best version of myself when I’m in my car, driving down some backroads at night, with a french fry in my hand, worship music in my speakers, praises of Jesus’ name on my lips, with no make-up and a sweatshirt on.

yes, that is the best Delaney you will ever get. you heard me.

but do you know why I love being that Delaney? that’s when I’m authentically seeking Jesus. I don’t need people watching, I don’t need Starbucks and a journal, I don’t need the big stage, a great speaker preaching at me, or some huge worship concert. It’s as simple as a late night run to McDonald’s because spending $4 on a meal is a better option than cooking one.

here’s what I’ve learned most about Jesus. He meets you where you’re at. And it’s in those real moments of isolation and normalcy that Jesus breaks down the wall you’ve built up. it’s that moment that the chains break and in your loneliness He draws near.

it’s in that moment that I’m not afraid to be who I am. I’m not trying to be someone I’m not, I’m not trying to hide who I want to be. I am authentically living. and I don’t know about you, but when a Savior like Jesus meets me right where I’m at, when a PERFECT Savior like Jesus shows that He wants to know me and love, like… the real me. I am in awe. I feel so loved. so wholly loved. so entirely, beautifully, genuinely loved.

am I making any sense? picture this:

there’s a really beat up car. it’s been through a lot. my first car was named Ruby the Red Rocket— don’t ask. Let’s just call this one Ruby. Ruby was lookin’ rough. I’m talking like she hit a mailbox, a tree, a building, a grandma crossing the street, a cat, a squirrel, and probably drowned in a river. but SOMEHOW she’s still running. somehow, she’s still going. maybe she’s going 10 under the speed limit and every dang car is passing her, but she’s going!!

and then there’s this perfect person. (wait what? I thought Hannah Montana said Nobody’s Perfect?) yeah, she did, but she also said sweet nibblits, sooo…

here’s the thing: this perfect person, the only perfect person that ever walked this earth, wants this beat up car. doesn’t that make the beat up, banged up car feel so special?! Ruby didn’t even have to go through the car wash, she didn’t have to change her oil, or tidy up all the napkins and McDonald’s receipts lying on her floor.

Jesus said, “I want that one!! Name the price! Any Price! I’ll take her!!”

I’m going to keep this blog simple and sweet, because I think sometimes all we need is a little reminder.

Jesus wants you where you are. yeah bro, right here, right now. whether that means meeting you at the baggage claim with loads of all your baggage, or meeting you at the end of the road when you don’t know which way to go. either way, he wants to meet you where you’re at.

Revelations 22:17 says this,

“Come! And the one who is thirsty should come. Whoever desires should take the living water as a gift.”

and it’s in those moments, when you finally get that you are loved, saved, and accepted as you are, it’s then that you are willing to surrender your life to Jesus so He can help you become the best version of yourself.

so to you awesome person who actually read this, thank you! and if you’re struggling with the whole idea of “come as you are” read my last post ↡↡​↡

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